Childhood memories - they are the kindest and brightest, saturated with bright colors and warmth, from which you feel tenderness and kindness...
Memories... they bring us back to a carefree childhood, where we saw joy and positive in everything, knew how to dream and believe in fairy tales, in magic, in the fact that the Good World and all Dreams Come True.
As we get older, we begin to feel less and less that life doesn’t bring so much joy. A positive mood doesn’t always come. We have grown up, and it is no longer possible to feel like it was in childhood.
But we can! We need to!
Let's try to wake up our inner child!
The more we remember childhood experiences, the closer we are to our inner child. The warmer, happier, safer we feel. After all, our inner child is always inside, he is in us, he is about spontaneity, about playfulness, about curiosity and knowledge. Our inner child is without age, and it does not matter how old we are to immerse ourselves in the atmosphere of childhood!
However, we don't remember all our childhood - till some age, we remember just moments. Psychologists call this dramatic forgetting "infantile amnesia." On average, human memories extend no further than the age of three and a half years. Everything before that is a dark abyss. It is a paradox: young children remember the events of their lives, while adults store a very small part of these memories.
Probably, our memory keeps what especially sunk into the soul. Memories of the “deep old times” pop up at the most unexpected moment. So my memory keeps many curious episodes from childhood and adolescence.
It's good if you had a happy childhood: mom, dad, grandparents, friends, good teachers and, with all this, they also loved you just like that, for what you are. Not many people can boast of such a childhood. But we don't choose our parents. And often our closest people carry much more evil than strangers.
The saddest thing is that an adult child continues to carry all this burden on his family, where he himself is already a parent. Negative childhood memories are one of the most serious problems that prevent many people from living happily today.
Our brain is arranged in such a way that information about all childhood events is stored in it until the end of our days, and at any moment this information can emerge from the depths of memory and radically change a person’s life.
Over the years, we try to remember more of the good that was, to smooth out some uncomfortable moments, we can laugh at ourselves. But the problem is that it is impossible to erase memories from childhood with an eraser, like a mistake in a school notebook.
This is especially true of emotionally vivid memories, both positive and negative. They are the first to come to mind. Nevertheless, in the fate of every person there are bright moments, the memories of which give strength in adulthood.
Memory is a tricky thing! Sometimes, in the far corner of our brain for many years, somr memories are stored which from a practical point of view, should have long been forgotten. I remember myself quite well from the age of four.
Those moments that I remember I cherish very much. My family isn't perfect, we get angry, we have our secrets, but that's no reason not to love her. I love it when my whole family gets together.. There is nothing better than having a good night together and laughing all the time. To share memories from childhood, our games, journeys and pranks. And God, how I long for all of this.. I miss all the childhood moments that will never be there again.. Although we still have our own little traditions.
When I return to my childhood state, my true self emerges. This is the calm child who likes to write down the stories she has heard, who constantly writes something in her mind, who wanders around nature and talks to herself. That child had to disappear so that I could grow up to be a responsible woman and mother.
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